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How Lame- Part 1

Contributed by Versifier on Monday, 25th October 2004 @ 06:26:32 PM in AEST
Topic: Tributes

It halts you in its red fury.
Stops you with a screech.
The power that may bill or fine
The talent hidden- I dare not deny.
As it stands proudly in the corner of one’s eye
Knowing its jurisdiction- affects all in time.
From the ducks to the children
-who dance across its way.
Their tender lives are protected- by its solemn, passion’s gaze.
The purpose in which it was built to maintain- though one thing does cause its faze.
It trickles down as crystal pain
To it- it may not cease its fangs
Its most vicious vice
The torrid and horrid falling angst
For this gallant figure- that saves the day
Subsides only in endless fray
And-Oh, what a shame it ends this lame!
That a stop sign’s glory fails in rustic fame.
©Timothy Parris

Copyright Â© Versifier ... [ 2004-10-25 18:26:32]
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Re: How Lame- Part 1 (User Rating: 1 )
by assassinatorgirl on Saturday, 30th October 2004 @ 11:09:00 AM AEST
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haha i love this poem it's so funny. never thought someone could write so much about a stop sign and turn it into such a great poem. awesome i love you and your hair r0x0rs =P -your wife 4ever

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